Chapter 640: Isis Empress's Obsession

Even more incredibly, Xu Yang saw a fleeting look of melancholy, confusion, and even a hint of pain and reluctance in the Empress's eyes at that very moment.

"Could this woman have some unknown past entanglement with the Sword Immortal Yun Wangji?"

Xu Yang's thought was purely speculative, but the emotional fluctuations the woman involuntarily displayed were undeniable.

While Xu Yang might not have had countless romantic conquests, he was certainly never without female companionship and followers. He understood women's most basic emotions and instincts exceptionally well. Despite Isis being known as the supremely evil Empress of Vengeful Spirits, to Xu Yang, she was merely an ordinary woman with an intractable, unresolved obsession in her heart.

"Let me guess: the reason you became a vengeful spirit here is because you couldn't let go of your obsession with Yun Wangji. You harbored deep feelings for him. Unfortunately, his heart belonged to someone else—a woman named Yue Xiu. Your love turned to hate, and you helped your father, the Divine King Fenghuo Wuji, set a trap to imprison Yue Xiu in the Moonless Heaven..."

"Enough!!"

Isis felt completely numb. Her gaze at Xu Yang was filled with shock and shame, but even more so, with deep-seated pain.

"Are you that man's inheritor? Have you met him?"

Xu Yang snorted and shook his head. Isis, however, turned her gaze to the gray-haired old man behind Xu Yang.

"Did you tell him, you old dog?"

"Not him! No one told me. I only heard some general details about that battle from the elder. Everything about you and Yun Wangji was just my wild guess. But from your reaction, I now know that most of my assumptions were correct."

Isis's expression finally softened significantly again. "You're right! He didn't love me, but he *should* have belonged to me! That wretch Yue Xiu stole everything that was rightfully mine. I hate that I couldn't kill her with my own hands!"

Xu Yang sighed helplessly. "Deep affection often leads to suffering when unrequited. You're a fated woman. I won't kill you. Go."

Isis's eyes widened in confusion.

"Are you kidding me? You think you're worthy of saying such a thing to me? Do you believe I could crush you with a single toe?"

Xu Yang chuckled and shook his head. "If you saw me as an ordinary person, given your strength and my current state, a hundred of me combined wouldn't be your match. Unfortunately, you've subconsciously projected Yun Wangji's shadow onto me. While I dislike being mistaken for others, I have to admit that this illusion prevents you from killing me."

"Hmph, you can try!"

Isis instantly radiated murderous intent, transforming her hand into a claw. Her terrifying Demonic Emperor-level aura erupted perfectly, turning her into a phantom that lunged at Xu Yang, aiming straight for his throat.

Such power could instantly obliterate any cultivator below the divine level with just a gentle twist of Xu Yang's neck.

It's worth noting that Xu Yang's expression remained utterly calm, ancient, and composed, like an eternal statue that had endured countless ages.

Isis fell into confusion once more. The demonic killing intent she had unleashed to temporarily seal her memories seemed to lose its power before Xu Yang's presence at that moment.

How could she forget? If she truly could, she wouldn't have become a vengeful spirit here.

"Yun Wangji, how cruel your heart is. You took everything from me, yet I still cannot bring myself to harm you in the slightest. Perhaps this is my destiny."

Isis wept, her tears remarkably clear and perfect, like an angel's tears.

All murderous intent vanished at that moment. Isis returned to her original appearance; although her face remained as cold as ice, at this moment, she more closely resembled the Empress Xu Yang envisioned.

"Are you here for the Soul Spring?"

"Precisely. I need the Soul Spring's power for this elder, so he can help me revive my corpse puppets, gain complete vision of all locations in the mountain domain, and find my lost companions."

Isis sneered, "What if you find them? Everyone banished here is considered a prisoner of the Divine Realm. You can never leave this place unless you accomplish something impossible for anyone else."

"What?" Xu Yang couldn't help but ask.

"Heh, don't you pride yourself on being clever and seeing through people's hearts? I won't tell you. Guess for yourself."

Isis turned haughtily, about to leave, clearly intending to make things difficult for Xu Yang.

"Is it to break the God-Sealing Token?"

Isis stopped abruptly, clenching her fists once more.

"Do you know what I hate most about you?"

Xu Yang smiled again. "That you hate my arrogance and your inability to do anything about it."

Isis exclaimed, "You seriously can't be reading my mind, can you?"

"Not quite; I've simply experienced a lot. Although you've lived for hundreds of thousands of years, your nature isn't bad; you're as clear-hearted as a young girl. If not for being trapped by emotion, why would you have accumulated so many worries? In this life, all your love, hate, pain, and attachments revolve around Yun Wangji, leading you to lose yourself and miss out on so much beauty. If it's truly possible, I hope there will be a moon in the sky and hope in people's hearts, so that this place is no longer where souls are imprisoned, but a fresh start for all prisoners."

As Xu Yang spoke these words, he inadvertently attracted an endless stream of vengeful spirits that gathered around him.

In fact, these entities had already awakened their divine senses and locked onto this area the moment the Empress was roused. Their reluctance to act was naturally due to Empress Isis's intimidating aura, but they were well aware of everything happening here.

From the moment Xu Yang's ideas emerged, all the imprisoned gods and demons here awoke, eager to see what kind of person stood before them.

"Hahaha... Empress, he's not Yun Wangji at all. He's far more outstanding than Yun Wangji was, because his vision and state of mind are incomparable to Yun Wangji's back then. This young human is very interesting! Perhaps he truly might create a miracle!"

Such words from one of the great demon vengeful spirits naturally deeply moved Isis and the others.

Isis sighed softly, speaking no more unnecessary words. From the deepest part of the endless darkness behind her, an incredibly translucent silver spring of light flowed forth.

"The Soul Spring! It's really the Soul Spring; it actually appeared!"

The gray-haired elder cheered excitedly. He had never imagined that the young man he followed would begin creating miracles so quickly.

"Elder, besides strengthening spiritual power, what other uses does this Soul Spring have?"

"Its benefits are numerous. It can remove any negative effects from a living being, even erasing some curses. Of course, divine-level curses are immune. For souls bathing in it, it allows them to merge with a physical body and complete resurrection!"

Hearing this, Xu Yang suddenly thought of the three thousand terracotta warriors within his Sea of Consciousness!

"Then, help me see what happens to this life form after it bathes in the Soul Spring."

Immediately after, Xu Yang summoned three terracotta warriors and guided them into the Soul Spring.

"Heavens, are these the terracotta generals from your human realm? I can't believe you have such physical bodies sealed within you!"

Xu Yang smiled, then with a wave of his hand, summoned all three thousand terracotta warriors.

This scene stunned not only Isis but also all the gods, demons, and vengeful spirits around them.

"To be honest, these terracotta warriors were excavated from an imperial tomb and I've carried them with me for years. However, they can't endure prolonged exposure to the realm's aura; over time, they would weather away."

A sudden brilliance shone in Isis's eyes. "Young man, didn't you just say you yearned for a moon in the sky and hope in people's hearts? Now, hope has arrived! It's up to you if you're willing to make it happen for others!"